There is a special sort of ritual that I engage in when I acquire something previously owned and decide to make it my own. For example, whenever I go antique hunting and find something like a wonderful old teapot or a piece of vintage silver, I find genuine pleasure in carefully washing and polishing the item. That is how I learn the curves and subtle nuances of the piece and, at the same time, remove any negative energy that might be attached to it from a previous owner. Once finished, I like to set aside some quiet time for using the item — savoring it, actually — for the very first time.
Taking ownership of my studio has been a lot like that. I no sooner signed the one-year lease than I was up to my elbows in cleaning liquids and paint. It was a labor of love: scrubbing the walls and floors; choosing paint colors that would create just the right ambiance; finding the perfect window covering (one that would allow light in, yet provide some measure of privacy); deciding on the proper storage cabinets, and finding the right chair in which to sit back and survey my artwork with a critical eye… or take a nap! Lastly, I incorporated some of my favorite items from our attic, like an antique Chinese painter’s table and a funky turquoise Buddha (now that’s good energy!), my trusty and dusty easel, and some sturdy old bookcases for holding a plethora of art supplies and reference books.
Below are just a few before and after photos. Now that all the elements are finally in place… It’s time to get busy!
Yes, a magenta door… and a lilac floor.
My antique Chinese painter’s table. On the tall built-in table, I added a glass panel top for inspiration photos to be slipped underneath… Easier clean-up from my painting, collage, and assemblage messes, too.
The half white/half black walls were all painted white for added brightness, and a set of wall cabinets hide at least some of the clutter.